Mu Ke moved quietly behind Charles.

Even though he had no idea about the identity of Charles who suddenly appeared, Mu Ke could sense from the explosive situation that Bai Liu had received help from Charles.

"Being obsessed with a man and being obsessed with a horse every season, I don't think it counts as one thing." All the expressions on Hongtao's face were deeply hidden, and undercurrents surged in her wine-red eyes. "Don't compare your animal nature with me, Charles."

"Then I apologize for my inappropriate behavior." Charles bowed and smiled. "But to me, animality is a positive word. I admire people with animality."

Hong Tao was silent for a second. She realized that Charles was determined to get Bai Liu out. Sometimes this man got so aggressive that no one could stop him.

Hongtao did not hesitate at all. She turned to look at Titan and said, "Titan, surround them."

A huge black sphere fell from the sky, like a black hole, swallowing up Charles and Wang Shun, Mu Ke and his group behind him.

But Charles was not panicked at all. He raised the civilized stick in his hand to block the falling black ball.

The black ball was swallowed along the end of the civilization staff section by section, and was about to touch the tip of Charles' nose. He took off his black top hat, dragged it back to the end of the civilization staff with the black ball stuck on it, and at the same time, Charles turned the top hat over to press on the huge black ball.

Just like magic, the huge black ball was folded by the brim of the top hat and pressed into Charles' white glove, and turned into a black bouncing ball in the palm of his hand as it flipped.

[System prompt: Player Charles uses skill (Phantom Biter)]

[This skill can devour the opponent's skills at the moment of attack, and transform them into some kind of magic item and store them.]

"It's useless to use your skills on me, Queen." Charles swung the bouncing ball in his hand twice with interest, then took off his white gloves, wrapped it up, and put it into Wang Shun's pocket. "It's dirty, I'm giving it to you."

Wang Shun: “???”

He had heard that Charles was a very petty person, but he didn't expect him to be so petty - he just flicked it twice on the ground without a speck of dust on it and gave up.

Charles slowly produced a pair of white gloves from somewhere and put them on himself. He raised his hat to greet Titan and Hearts and smiled very reservedly: "Queen, please allow me to leave first."

As he spoke, Charles turned around, raised his elbow towards Wang Shun, slightly raised his chin as a polite gesture, and tapped his elbow twice with his index finger.

Wang Shun was confused for a moment before he realized that Charles wanted him to hold his arm.

……= =There are so many people involved…

But even though he complained in his heart, Wang Shun still obediently took Charles' hand, and Charles then walked forward with satisfaction.

He walked up to Mu Ke and said with a smile: "I believe you have seen my sincerity towards Bai Liu. You should not mind going to the [No Man's Land] with us, right?"

Mu Ke had been waiting for President Charles for a long time with bated breath, but at this moment he calmed down and did not panic or act rudely. Instead, he extended his hand in a dignified manner and thanked him very sincerely: "I don't mind at all."

"You are most welcome to come with us."

no man's land.

After Charles intervened in the matter, ordinary spectators who had not dared to come over to watch the excitement due to the strong blockade of foreign guilds now came over one after another.

And because of the twists and turns of the [Besiege Bai Liu] incident, the heat that had been pent up in the forum reached a limit, and finally a large number of discussions broke out, which made most ordinary players curious about this matter.

A large number of ordinary spectators followed Mu Ke and his friends stealthily, pretending to be passing by, all the way to the [No Man's Land].

You can't blame them for pretending, because the people from the King's Guild also came along, and the crowd who came to watch didn't dare to be too ostentatious.

The two camps were facing each other at the entrance of the "No Man's Land" where no one could be seen. The two big bosses, Charles and Heart, stood in front of the guild members, and it seemed that a fight could break out at any time.

The audience watching nearby were both excited and silent - the league show hasn't even started yet, and the cheering season has been filled with gossip.

In the no-man's land, the stacked old televisions were flashing with snow and noise. From time to time, a distorted shadow of a person would appear under the black and white stripes and slap the TV screen, most of which were calling for help.

The hoarse, desperate voice came through the damaged speakers on both sides of the TV, stretching it into a weird tune whose original words were unrecognizable, and it was indescribably eerie.

These game players trapped in the no-man's land appear intermittently on the black-and-white TV, like an unknown video they use to recall their lives after their death.

On both sides of the no-man's land are smooth walls that are dazzlingly white. Old, large FM televisions are stacked horizontally, forming a TV mountain that is so long that the end is as far as the eye can see, extending all the way to the deepest part of the no-man's land.

No one knows if the No Man's Land has an end, because no one has ever reached the end of the No Man's Land.

The full name of [No Man's Land] is [Nameless Area], but this place is not deserted. Instead, it is filled with the last days of those who have tried their best to survive.

These people have lost their names in this game, and thus their right to exist as human beings. They can only become monsters who have forgotten their origins in the old, crackling TV.

This was Mu Ke's first time coming to this place, and he was shocked from the bottom of his heart, especially when Wang Shun sighed and told him that many players in [No Man's Land] were newcomers who were playing the game for the first time.

"If newcomers to the game don't get recognition from the audience and don't get reward points from the audience, they won't be able to buy props and it will be very difficult for them to pass the game."

There was a deep compassion in Wang Shun's eyes: "They will soon fall into the [No Man's Land]. The only thing they can do is to delay the time in the process of gradual alienation and try not to die so quickly."

"It was very painful. They couldn't see any hope and just fought in the game based on their instincts, waiting for someone to rescue them."

Mu Ke stared at the mountain of TVs in a daze, and asked softly, "Is it... the same as me in "Siren Town"?"

"Yes." Wang Shun said, "If Bai Liu hadn't saved you at that time, this place would be your grave."

"Many times these people don't need much. Just a few points are enough to allow them to see the light of day again and crawl out of this no-man's land like a cemetery."

Wang Shun turned to look at Mu Ke and sighed, "But unfortunately, there are very few people in this game who are so kind."

"Not everyone is as lucky as you, to have Bai Liu break through the dimension to save you." Wang Shun let out a long breath, and finally smiled a little, "But now perhaps many, many people will be saved because of Bai Liu."

The crowd of onlookers were whispering, discussing what Charles and Hearts were going to do.

Hongtao glanced at the endless mountain of TVs, then turned back to look at Charles, who was still smiling: "Are you sure you want to waste so many points on Bai Liu to get him out of this garbage dump?"

"This is not a waste." Charles retorted with a smile, "I call all consumption that can please me reasonable entertainment. Isn't Bai Liu very interesting?"

Hong Tao remained noncommittal: "You are such an unreasonable man."

Charles bowed and accepted: "Thank you for your compliment."

"How many points are you prepared to spend before you stop?" asked Hearts.

Charles stood up, turned around and looked at the blindingly white background in the no-man's land, twirled the diamond ring on his thumb, and squinted his eyes: "—until I see Bai Liu appear in front of me again."

Mu Ke took a deep breath, and he stood in front of the guild members and gave orders on behalf of Charles: "Charles will transfer one million points to each of you later, but there is a limit on this amount of points, and you cannot embezzle them."

"The points forwarded to you are only used to charge the players next to you in the no-man's land. Each small TV will be charged with 5 to 10 points. While charging, you must also collect and like the points until you see the small TV turn off."

"Mark the location of the small TV that has not been extinguished even though it has a score of 10, and pass it to me. We will conduct a secondary analysis of the players inside. If we determine that there is a player suspected to be Bai Liu, we will conduct a secondary charge as appropriate."

Mu Ke took a step to the left, making way for Wang Shun behind him, and introduced: "This is our union's data analyst, Wang Shun. All the small TV data you have obtained will be counted by him. After comprehensive analysis, we will conduct three screenings on the small TVs in the no-man's land."

"And our famous Mu Shen, who is ranked fourth on the Rising Star List." Mu Ke glanced at Mu Sicheng, who had been keeping his head down and not saying anything, "will guard the entrance to the no-man's land to protect our actions from being interfered with by the King's Guild."

Mu Sicheng raised his head and looked at Mu Ke with a tense look.

He took a deep breath, turned his head away irritably and clicked his tongue. He neither refuted nor agreed, but he did stand up and stood at the door of the no-man's land, looking at the members of the foreign guild with his chin slightly raised.

Mu Sicheng noticed Mu Ke's hostility towards him, which made Mu Sicheng unhappy, but what made him even more unhappy was that at this time, Mu Ke was much more organized than him!

After saying that, Mu Ke looked around at the guild members in front of him and said, "Is there anything else you don't understand?"

The guild members below were dumbfounded.

They have been members of the Scavengers Guild for such a long time, but have never seen a million points, and now each of them is going to get one. Now they have to spend all the points to save someone they have never even met - such an exciting thing is something they could not imagine in their lifetime. They are all dizzy and can hardly stand.

The onlookers nearby were even more stunned after hearing what happened. They looked at Charles, who was wiping his walking stick, as if nothing had happened. He then looked in a daze at the mountain of TVs in the no-man's land that was as long as a train without the tail car, with his eyes wide open.

——Charles, are you kidding me?!

To find someone in such a long mountain of TV, you have to spend tens of millions of points at least! !

But they soon discovered that Charles was not joking.

The guild players walked up to Charles one by one, tremblingly raised their system panels and waited for the transfer, and then after the transfer was successful, they walked away in a daze.

Millions of points were transferred to Charles, and from beginning to end, even the curve of his smile did not change.

He patted the confused guild members on the shoulders gently and said, "Now, go find your hidden leader."

——————

Temple.

In the middle of the table was a card that had suddenly turned over. The figure on the card was a mysterious magician who gentlemanly pulled his hat down to cover his smiling face.

The man with the hood covering his face tapped it thoughtfully with his fingers and said with a smile: "Interesting, a magician card that is neither from the werewolf camp nor the god camp has appeared. The situation has changed."

"Do you want to place more cards, Prophet?" he asked with a smile.

The prophet was silent for a while: "No."

"This scene has become so chaotic..." Under the hood, the man's eyes wandered over the Hunter card that turned into a werewolf, the witch standing by, the rose card that was flashing and about to disappear, and the magician card that suddenly appeared. Then he suddenly smiled with a smile that seemed to be hoping for chaos in the world, "Let's make it even more chaotic."

A brand new card appeared between his index and middle fingers, and he placed it to the right of the Werewolf card.

The moment the predictor saw this card, his expression changed slightly.

This is a card that is different from the other cards. It does not follow the rules. The moment it falls on the table, the character in this card seems to be suspended on the table like a three-dimensional book, holding a fancy trumpet toy gun and running around the table.

It was worn with a pair of over-the-head pom-pom pointed boots, fluffy bright red carrot pants, puff sleeves on the upper body and a lace stacked neckline that wrapped around the entire neck.

A two-horned, two-colored hat with a bell hanging from the end jingled as it ran.

Its entire face and neck were covered in thick white paint, its mouth was outlined in bright red and enlarged, and its eyes were marked with two huge forks drawn in black, with a pair of emerald green pupils underneath. Its head was covered in golden curls that sparkled.

This is obviously a, or rather a small ugly one.

And now this little clown is holding his trumpet, shooting all over the table, and almost every time he sees a card, he shoots wildly at the face of the character on the card, and makes a creepy, shrill and piercing laugh of joy.

Finally, the little ugly creature fumbled around the table, stepped on its boots, and stood on the werewolf card with its head tilted - this was also the only character card that was not destroyed by shooting with a horn.

"King!" The little clown jumped happily, opened his bright gem-like green eyes, and then lay on the werewolf card, curled up on the card lovingly, put his face against the werewolf, and laughed nervously, "King! Find my king!"

"What did you do to Xiao Chou?" The prophet's tone became serious for once. "This is not the normal state of the initial character card when it first appears in the game. Xiao Chou seems to remember Bai Liu - but in this timeline, Xiao Chou and Bai Liu have never met each other."

The person sitting opposite him folded his hands on the table. He raised his eyes and smiled: "Are you afraid? Are you afraid that Xiao Chou's influence on Bai Liu will turn him into Bai Liu?"

The prophet retorted coldly: "You are breaking the rules of the game."

"I never break the rules of the game." The man uncrossed his hands, smiling, "I just put the ugly card in advance, but didn't let it appear."

The prophet was about to speak: "What..." What does it mean?

But before he could ask, the prophet suddenly stopped, and looked at the person sitting opposite him in disbelief: "You... put him in a no-man's land?!"

"Yes, the first single-player game I let Xiao Chou log into was a level three game, and he naturally got trapped in it and couldn't get out. Then soon, the audience lost interest in poor Xiao Chou, who had no skills and no way to pass the level, and left him stranded in a no-man's land." The man spoke with sympathy.

The prophet's voice trembled a little: "...How long has he been in the game?"

The man said nonchalantly, "He's been living with those monsters for... about ten years. I won't really let him die, but he's definitely gone crazy now."

The prophet looked straight up at the person opposite him: "Why does Xiao Chou remember Bai Liu?"

The man leaned forward and approached the prophet: "Because in order to let him persist in this horrible level 3 game that tortured him to the point of committing suicide, I decided to give him hope, so I let him dream every night."

"In his dream, the little clown saw a man named Bai Liu who came to save him like a god, and led him to kill all the enemies in the world, becoming the champion."

"That person completely understands him, recognizes him, appreciates him, and is the only person in the world that he wants to follow. He is the most loyal little clown in his hands, and he is his king."

The man lowered his eyes and looked at Xiao Chou on the table: "This beautiful dream has kept him going until now."

The prophet closed his eyes, and his breathing began to become difficult: "You made Xiao Chou... dream about the contents of other timelines... but now this timeline is completely wrong, Bai Liu did not save him at that time..."

"Xiao Chou has been waiting alone in the game for Bai Liu, who will never show up, for ten years..."

"Congratulations, he finally got what he was waiting for, didn't he?" The man smiled more happily, "Bai Liu will appear in the no-man's land soon and rescue him."

"Have you ever heard a fairy tale?" The man suddenly brought up another topic, but he was obviously very interested in chatting with the prophet about this fairy tale. He continued without waiting for the prophet to answer, "The story is called "The Fisherman and the Devil."

"A long, long time ago, there was an ugly little devil who was sealed in a bottle by God. He was in great pain and could not escape. No one could see or feel his pain. He could only survive by relying on illusions in his dreams."

"So he made a wish in his heart that if the man rescued him in the first year, he would give the man enough money to last him a lifetime."

"It's a pity that the man didn't show up. In the third year, Xiao Chou thought that if the man had rescued him at this time, he would have participated in the league for that man and become his subordinate."

"But that person still didn't show up. In the sixth year, Xiao Chou thought that if that person rescued him at this time, he would be willing to become that person's dog and sell his soul to him."

“But that person still didn’t show up.”

He looked at the prophet, the curve of his mouth remained unchanged: "After waiting for ten years, Xiao Chou finally got the person. What do you think Xiao Chou will do to Bai Liu, the King he has waited for ten years?"

The prophet opened his eyes: "He will kill Bai Liu."

The author has something to say:

Here it comes!

Most of the important characters will appear soon, the league will start, and the members of the wandering circus are all here.

I am serious here. Because the league requires a lot of new characters, there will definitely be a lot of powerful characters from other teams, not from the circus, but from the opponents. Also, this article is really a long one, and there will be a lot of characters, not just positive and negative, but also some more ambiguous ones. Everyone basically has their own stance.

Xiao Chou will not join the team. He is a very strong opponent. His values ​​are very distorted and he is crazy about Bai Liu. If he is allowed to join the team, he will only kill all other team members, because this way he can ensure that Bai Liu is only his king. In other timelines, Xiao Chou is also very hostile to other team members, and this timeline is even more so.

Xiao Chou is the only rookie player who survived in his group, and he is the first, so he has skills. His skill Soul Crusher is effective against Bai Liu and all players, so this character is really dangerous.

The fairy tale "The Fisherman and the Devil" in the article is adapted from "One Thousand and One Nights"